Paroles de Brother Run Them Down

Too many hospital blues Too many hanging men Come living rites, come desperation You are not your generation Days of doubt can ruin men Brother, run them down Come working nights, come paranoia Come any hard times, waiting for you Too many restless years friend to me You're an embassy in the middle of the night In wayward nations You are not your generation Days of doubt can ruin men Brother, run them down Come working nights, come paranoia Come any hard times, waiting for you When you come home from your good work And I come home from singing We'll go out and recognize each other From a common beginning Fear will bring a silence Here I am before him I should run before him Catch and deafen me This is a song for a sensitive man And the humor that he keeps For tim, who brings rest to the restless I sing so I can sleep Days of doubt can ruin men Brother, run them down Come working nights, come paranoia Come any hard times waiting for you